Sword of Coming

In the eyes of the carefree little girl, this prosperous county in the north of Huangting Kingdom is so lively that many hometown towns combined cannot compare to it.

But in the eyes of an old scholar who has seen mountains and seas, he will of course see farther and more vaguely. He may have seen the bleak scene of the iron cavalry going south and the smoke everywhere in the future. Those bustling laughter and laughter will become the heart-wrenching scenes in the future. The root cause is instead those ragged roadside beggars. The pain and suffering they will suffer in the future will be lighter and shallower. As for those local ruffians, they are more likely to rise up in troubled times, and maybe they will become Huang Tingguo's enemies. An upstart official and a general in the army.

It's just that the old scholar has gone through many vicissitudes of life, so he naturally won't show this emotion on his face, so as not to spoil the young man and the little girl's interest in shopping.

The old man took them all the way to a time-honored bookstore, and bought some books for the two of them with his own money. The old man in the store was an old scholar who failed in the imperial examination. He didn't take anyone seriously when he met anyone, and he always talked to them. For example, the poor old scholar in Xuanhe felt sympathy for each other. In addition, he was impressed by the old scholar's knowledge and morals. The book money of twenty taels of silver was counted as ten taels of silver. After the old scholar went out, he saw Looking at Chen Pingan and Li Baoping who were full of admiration, he smiled and said: "So, reading is still useful, right? It has helped us earn more than eighty taels of silver today, so there is a golden house in the book..."

Speaking of this, the old scholar lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Don't mention it, there is a place in the south, of course not the south of your Aquarius Continent, the mellow Chen family, there is a person who I am the least likely to deal with. He is an old-fashioned man. When he was young, he read day and night. A few decades later, perhaps because of his sincerity, one day he actually read a golden house and a beautiful woman from the book to him. "

Chen Pingan's eyes widened and he swallowed, "How big is that golden house?"

Li Baoping asked curiously: "How beautiful is that Yan Ruyu?"

The old scholar laughed loudly and pointed at the two children, "If you have the opportunity to see it for yourself in the future, I won't tell you. Hearing is false, seeing is believing. There are good mountains, rivers and beautiful scenery in books. Description is nothing compared to what you can see."

Li Baoping suddenly asked: "Mr. Wen Sheng, why did you buy those books for my junior uncle? They are really superficial. Even Lin Shouyi and I can teach them. Isn't it a waste of money? "

The old scholar suppressed his smile and said seriously: "It's different, very different. The most knowledgeable books in the world must be the ones that explain the profound things in a simple way and are most suitable for educating the common people. Did you know that these books are the cheapest? Just like Taozu. His old man’s five-thousand-text book is sold so cheaply that anyone who wants to read it can buy it, and anyone who is willing to read it can learn from it.”

Li Baoping said in confusion: "There are more printings, and more people buy them, so it's cheaper."

The old scholar nodded and said with a smile: "That's half right. If the truth in the book is too expensive, who would be willing to pay for it? Why not buy food and fill your stomach? The remaining half is those If high-minded moral saints want to spread their knowledge more widely and become the orthodox knowledge of a state, a country, a continent, or the entire world, how many disciples can they personally teach? It is better to cast a wide net. , imprint your own knowledge and principles on the book, and the lower the threshold, the more people will walk in. The threshold is too high, and you can't even climb over it. How many proud disciples and students will you have in the end?"

Chen Pingan sighed lightly.

The old scholar asked worriedly: "What's wrong? Do you think it's boring? That's not good. You still have to read the book."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "I just think it's like ordinary people opening shops to grab business. Over there in Qilong Lane in my hometown, I have two shops that my friends help to take care of. I don't know whether they are losing money or making money now."

The old scholar seemed to have remembered something about Chen Zhima's past, and he sighed a little. He waved his hand and said, "Let's go and take you to drink. If Chen Pingan is really greedy, you can drink a little. Aoping is too young to drink."

It was still early, and many restaurants had not yet opened for business. Fortunately, the old scholar found a restaurant at the corner of a street. It was greasy and sloppy. Fortunately, the three of them did not pay attention to this. If Cui Chanyulu thanked the three for being there, I am afraid he would have to He frowned, he had a high vision, he was a mysophobia person, and he had been pampered since he was a child. He probably would never drink on such an occasion in his life.

The old man ordered a pound of loose wine and a plate of salted peanuts. Chen Ping'an still insisted that martial arts practitioners should not drink alcohol. Li Baoping actually wanted to drink, but with his junior uncle by his side, he didn't dare to make such a request. He was just a little greedy. He stared at the old scholar drinking.

I have been with Chen Pingan for so long. From Li Baoping to Lin Shouyi and Li Huai, I have been influenced by him all the way. I generally know what can and cannot be done. Li Baoping actually feels small sometimes. The uncle was too serious, but after taking a look at the beautiful little bookcase and the thick and soft straw sandals, he didn't say anything more.

Because Lin Shouyi became a god on the mountain and had lofty ambitions, he had no thoughts about Chen Ping'an, but from a high perspective, he felt that the trivial things under his nose were not worth his distraction, so he never said anything.

As for Li Huai, he was most willing to say anything, but unfortunately most of it was unreasonable. Before Chen Pingan could say anything, he was severely suppressed by Li Baoping. Therefore, there has never been an irreconcilable difference in this study. With a delicate balance, Zhuhe and Zhulu father and daughter left. Outside Yefu Pass, Cui Chan led the two of them into the team, which made the previous four people more and more the same enemy, and their relationship became closer.

The old scholar was drinking wine, and he felt a little sick after weighing only half a pound. He was probably hurt by the scene, and he didn't deliberately use his magical powers. It was rare to be so relaxed, so he just drank to drown his sorrows. The old man looked around and said softly: "I have a I have known my friend since I was a child. His family was poor and he dropped out of school. Later he opened a wine shop, which was about the size of a small shop. He married a wife and had children at the age of eighteen, and died at the age of sixty-five. He opened it for nearly forty years. The wine shop has been selling wine for nearly forty years.”

The old scholar gently shook the wine bowl and said, "As long as I have spare money in my pocket and want to drink, I like to buy wine from him. No matter how far away I am, I will definitely go."

The old scholar smiled and felt a little sad, "But one day, the shop closed. After asking the neighbors, I found out that my friend was dead. Since the original shop was closed, I had to go elsewhere to buy wine, and then I found out. He sells my kind of wine at a higher price than anyone else.”

Li Baoping said angrily: "Master Literary Saint, you treat others as friends, but they don't seem to regard you as friends."

Chen Ping'an didn't say anything.

The old man took a sip of wine and said, "But many years later, I realized that the wine he sold me was brewed by him personally going to the mountains to collect herbs. Regardless of the cost, he used all the best things and sold them at a loss. ”

Li Baoping opened her mouth wide, and the little girl suddenly felt filled with guilt.

The old man picked up a peanut, put it in his mouth and chewed it. "In the past forty years, I have gone from a humble scholar to a scholar, and then... I also gained some ability and fame. That friend every time The first time he saw me, he only tried to persuade me to drink. He never mentioned his children’s studies or the turmoil in his wife’s family. He just tried to persuade me to drink. Every time he would sit on the little treasure vase you Sitting across from me, the seat is farthest from me, but when I look up, I can look at me and smile silly every time."

Li Baoping thought for a while, silently left his seat, sat opposite Chen Pingan, and grinned.

Chen Pingan made a face at her.

The old scholar said slowly: "Later, I learned that his children either became Huang Zi Gongqing of the local court, acting arrogantly and causing harm to the country and the people, or they became imperial wives at a young age and frequently beat and killed concubines. He My daughter-in-law's family suddenly became rich and powerful, and became a prominent family in the county. The whole family is very bad, they can do all kinds of bad things, and they have harmed many innocent people."

The old scholar stared blankly at the empty seat opposite, "But you insist on staying in that small wine shop, guarding a shabby shop, making wine year after year, until you die of old age."

Li Baoping opened his mouth wide again, his face full of disbelief.

The old scholar looked away, drank bad wine and ate salted peanuts, and said to Chen Ping'an: "Practice martial arts and sword practice well in the future. Don't follow the truth in everything, especially don't follow the principles in the book. You must know how to be flexible, otherwise You will be very tired, and you may be the only one around you in the end, with half of your friends gone. Since ancient times, sages and sages, the higher their status, have done less unreasonable things just because they lead by example?"

The old scholar stretched out his fingers to slide a line on the table, and finally straightened his arms, as if he wanted to draw a path outside the table, "You think about it, there are some paths that you can walk alone for a year, okay, ten What about years? Hundreds and thousands of years? But here comes the problem. Some people are stubborn and insist on going on. So what should we do? Then we must do the right things at the right years. Don’t be too old-fashioned and experience everything. After that, when you walk alone in the future, you won’t feel regret. Instead, you will feel..."

The old showman was really drunk. He stretched out his thumb and pointed at himself, "I'm so damn awesome!"

After saying these heroic words, there was a bang. The old scholar's head fell forward and hit his head heavily on the table.

The young man settled the bill with the shopkeeper and walked out with the old scholar on his back.

The little girl was secretly happy.

It turns out that the literary sage can get drunk, and he can talk a lot while drinking.

"Chen Ping'an! If you don't want to be romantic, you must drink. Drinking is good!"

"Xiao Baoping, please remember that you must cherish Chen Ping'an, a silly and good man. Don't think that he is unkind just because he does too well and rightly. Instead, you will become farther and farther away from him. Otherwise, sooner or later, one day, You will regret it, and Chen Pingan will become the second Xiao Qi. When something happens in the end, either no one knows about it at all, or they know about it and don’t have the courage to help. How miserable would that be..."

"Xiao Ping An, we speak truth not to make ourselves feel wronged, but to save it slowly. If one day, we suddenly feel that the whole world is unreasonable, do you have the confidence and courage to tell the world loudly? Say, 'You're all wrong!'"

The old man was so drunk that he slapped the young man on the head hard.

Chen Pingan, who was carrying the old scholar on his back, had a grimace and could only nod his head.

The old scholar burped with wine, straightened his neck, and seemed to be looking for the little girl with the green bamboo box. Li Baoping quickly jumped up and said, "I'm here!"

The old scholar oh-ohed twice, and then slapped Chen Pingan on the head hard, "Xiao Pingan, let me ask you, the more you read in the future, the more truths in the book will make more sense, but if there is One day, the entire...or half of the world's scholars began to accuse Xiaobaoping, scolding her for being shameless and actually liking her junior uncle, what should you do?"

The little girl didn't take it seriously at all, and said angrily: "I'm wrong for liking my junior uncle, how can these people read books!"

The young man has been struggling to survive at the bottom of the market since he was a child, so Chen Ping'an wanted to think further and know more dirty things. He said without hesitation: "If one day, they want to scold Baoping , you have to ask me about Chen Pingan’s fist first.”

Chen Pingan turned to the little girl and smiled: "In addition to fists, my junior uncle will also have swords in the future, so if one day comes, you must tell your junior uncle. Even if your junior junior uncle is far away, he will come to protect you. !”

The old man said drunkenly: "Then if the little girl thinks that you can't beat those people no matter what, and is afraid that you will be injured, so she deliberately doesn't call you, and Chen Ping'an only knows the pitiful ending afterwards, what should you do? The matter is now over, is it possible? Are you going to catch those scholars and kill them randomly?"

Chen Ping'an stopped and looked at the little girl, "Baoping, do you think that my junior uncle will go on a killing spree for you and be scolded and beaten to death, or did you just follow the others and confront them openly beforehand, and let's face those bad guys together?" , even if you die, you will die with dignity and no regrets at all?"

The little girl was a little panicked, "Uncle, it sounds like the latter option is better, right?"

The old man laughed loudly, "It's not as miserable as you think. Scholars should still have some dignity. It won't be a matter of life and death, but it will be a little bumpy."

The old scholar finally clicked his tongue and said: "Speaking of the order, the boy has used it so quickly and applied what he has learned. It is very powerful."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Old sir, just forget about scaring us. Isn't it a bit too much to drink and pretend to be drunk so as not to pay?"

The old scholar's head tilted momentarily and he snored loudly.

Li Baoping was still a little frightened and grabbed Chen Pingan's sleeve.

Chen Ping'an joked: "What are you afraid of? From now on, you study hard and try to be reasonable to defeat them. If this doesn't work, my junior uncle will work harder to practice boxing and swordsmanship from today on. The sword flew and suddenly came to you from thousands of miles away. Think about it, everyone raised their heads and stared at your little uncle with wide eyes, just like when we saw Fengxue Temple in Wei and Jin Dynasties. By that time Just tell people, this is my little uncle. Is he handsome or not? Is he awesome?"

The little girl nodded vigorously, laughed heartily, and jumped up, "Wow, you are so handsome!"